This story is one of hundreds Colin Flaherty planned to publish in a book before his death. American Renaissance will post one a week.

I am a female in my mid-twenties and last night I was at Lake Park in Wisconsin, along with half of Milwaukee. While leaving, I passed by three or four black teenagers. Suddenly I heard a click and felt a sharp pain on my thigh. One of them shot me with either a BB or an airsoft gun, I couldn’t tell. I just know that I have one of the ugliest bruises I have ever seen. I was pissed. I immediately confronted them and demanded to know why they did that. We exchanged words, but they basically said they did it “Because we be black.” Whereas I am a white girl, which means that I must be racist. I have a CCW permit and often carry. I was last night. I also served in the military and the initial sting made my muscle memory want to automatically reach for my weapon. Luckily I am not a trigger-happy lunatic, but what those kids did was seriously stupid.